Author's notes: This story takes place
within a few
months of the end of the Yuuzhan Vong War. It is the fifth Star Wars
story I have written. Unlike the last three, this one is not a
sequel to any of the others. I hope you read them anyway, and enjoy
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The All Species
Pleasure Boutique was only a few blocks away from the station, and a
few levels up. Only a few steps inside the store, and Jaina already
felt more comfortable dressed like a Twi'lek slut here than anywhere
else. Then she wondered why she had thought of Alema Rar.

A red-skinned
Zeltron was eager to help them. At least Jaina thought he was a
Zeltron—she had never met one. For some reason though, Jaina
felt much better near him. Lando, who introduced himself as Mister
Smyth, explained to him that he'd spoken with a Rebekka, who had told
him that a programmer would be expecting them.

Meanwhile, Jaina
felt her pussy moistening again. Conscious of her lack of underwear,
she squeezed her legs together to keep from dripping onto the floor.

“Before
I summon our programmer, Mister Smyth, your slave seems to be missing
something,” the Zeltron said to Lando.

With that, he
reached over and took the chain leash from Lando, who didn't seem to
being holding onto it too hard. Then, while Jaina was busy fighting
the temptation to find a 'fresher for some relief, the Zeltron calmly
reached up to her slave collar and clipped the leash to the ring
hanging from the front.

Somewhere in the
back of her mind, Jaina wanted to take the leash off. The
near-constant state of arousal she'd been in for the past several
hours was much more powerful though. Almost in a haze, she heard the
two men talk about her.

“You
have a very beautiful slave, Mister Smyth,” the Zeltron
commented as he passed the leash back to Lando.

Jaina didn't even
notice the slave part. All she noticed was the Zeltron calling her
beautiful. Now she fantasized about the Zeltron taking her someplace
private.

“Thank
you,” Lando replied, not even bothering to contradict him. “I
just got her today,” he added with a grin as he eyed the
obviously aroused Jaina.

“Oh,
you're very welcome,” the Zeltron paused a moment, looking
Jaina over. “If you'll forgive my presumption, she seems a bit
fidgety. May I offer you the use of some binders?” he asked
Lando, as if he were offering to let him borrow a hydrospanner.

Feeling like a
youngling caught with her hand in the cookie jar, Jaina jerked her
hands away from her crotch, where they had been slowly slipping under
the hem of her dress.

Jaina looked from
the Zeltron to Lando helplessly. She couldn't get her head together
enough to even offer a token protest.

“Nah,”
Lando said after considering it a moment.

Jaina felt relief
that Lando knew she really didn't want to be cuffed in public like
some bondage slut.

Scratch
the bracelets? Jaina
thought with astonishment. What
about me?

“Don't
mention it, Sir. Now, if you are ready, I'll take you to our
programmer,” the Zeltron offered.

“Please
do,” Lando answered, without even a glance at Jaina.

The Zeltron led
Lando, who via the leash, led Jaina, down a flight of stairs and to
the boutique's programmer. A dark-skinned human male about thirty
years old was working amongst a few computer terminals and dozens of
restraints and other bondage gear. Jaina saw a humanoid-sized cage
against one wall.

Lando quickly
explained the problem to the bored slicer. Jaina wondered if how
many other girls were stupid enough to get trapped in humiliating
slavegirl outfits like she had.

The slicer, who
had introduced himself as Luke, calmly listened as Lando explained
the problem, without mentioning names of course.

“The
current password will run you five hundred credits, plus tip. That
won't stop whoever has the control unit from changing it, or get
whoever's voice it's coded to to say it,” he told them. “For
fifteen hundred, I can program you a datapad that will update the
password every time they change it, with only a few seconds delay.
That however, will take me about eight or nine hours, and still won't
get them to say it,” he said calmly.

None of those
options were what they were looking for. “Can you get the
outfit off her like now?” Lando asked him.

“Well,
if that is a standard model, then yes. That will be a thousand
credits,” he replied in the same bored voice.

Lando frowned,
then asked, “Well, the datapad says that this is an advanced
model, what about that?”

Now Luke let out a
long whistle. “Wow. To actually unlock an advanced model Hutt
slavegirl outfit will run you twenty-two hundred, and take about
thirty or forty-five minutes.”

Lando
cringed, but a glance at his chrono made up his mind for him. Have
to find some way to delay Han,
he decided. It wasn't that he didn't have that kind of money, he
just hated spending it with no return. Lando looked at Jaina,
wondering if he could talk to her about paying him back, but she was
overcome with the Zeltron's pheromones.

The Zeltron took
advantage of the break in the conversation. “If you'll excuse
me, Mister Smyth, I need to get back to the floor,” he said
politely.

“By
all means,” Lando responded, watching him suspiciously as he
left the room.

* * * * *

As soon as the
Zeltron was gone, the intense fog of arousal that Jaina had been
experiencing disappeared. She took a deep breath, and looked towards
the now-out-of-sight Zeltron, thinking of chasing him down. She
missed the fact that both Lando and the slicer had stopped talking.

“Calm
down, okay,” Lando said soothingly. “He didn't mean you
any harm, and you're perfectly okay now. It's just their way,”
he added.

Now Jaina was
completely confused. While she was near the Zeltron she had felt
incredibly horny. When he got about four or five meters away, all of
the sudden she felt normal again. Well, as normal as she was before
meeting him, which was only kind of horny, and very humiliated.

“What
are you talking about?” Jaina asked as she turned back towards
Lando. She didn't even notice the leash that was still attached to
her collar, and that Lando was still holding the opposite end.

“You
know about what Falleen can do right? The pheromones and stuff?”

“Yeah,”
Jaina answered hesitatingly. Then it dawned on her. “You mean
Zeltrons can do that too? He is a Zeltron, right?”

“Yes
he is,” Lando answered the second question first. “And
their abilities go a bit farther than the Falleen's, and work a
little differently, but if you are aware of them, then they can't
influence you… much,” he explained.

Now the slicer
laughed. “Yeah, Baahn does that sometimes,” he
confirmed. “He's harmless though. Just tries to increase
sales. I'd tell him to back off, but his family owns the place.”

Lando glanced at
his chrono, then deliberately cleared his throat. “Well, don't
worry about it today, Luke. We are kind of in a hurry, so we'll take
the total unlock package, as quick as you can,” he told the
programmer as he passed him a credit chit.

“Alright.
Come around here and let me get a closer look, baby. I'll see what
I can do with that Jabba the Hutt slavegirl outfit,” he said to
Jaina as he slid the chit across a credit scanner.

Since he was
helping her, Jaina just bit her lip when he called her 'baby.' She
did take her frustration out by unclipping the leash from her collar
and throwing it at Lando's chest.

“Serves
you right,” she added as he winced from the blow.

Once she got
around the counter, Luke ran a small hand-held scanner over her, and
then professionally informed her that he needed to examine the entire
outfit. While Jaina had half-expected this, she wasn't eager to do
it.

“It's
just business, honey,” Luke said. “I promise, I've seen
lots of women, and men, and some other things, in all kinds of
restraints and costumes. A human woman trapped in a Hutt slavegirl
outfit is just another day at the office,” he explained
rationally.

Through the Force
Jaina could sense his sincerity. Still, somewhere in her mind, she
wanted him to want to see her naked. “Have you got some place
I can change?” she asked.

Luke looked at her
like she was being ridiculous. “Change into what?”

“Oh.
Frakk,” Jaina said in annoyance as she started peeling off the
dress.

Jaina did remember
to get the two strips of lashaa silk from Lando and attach them to
the belt before she took the dress completely off. Luke did seem a
little more sexually interested than he had let on at first, although
not enough for Jaina to comment on it.

Luke kept going
back and forth between the computers, and running scanners over the
slavegirl outfit. Jaina paced back and forth, picking up and looking
at the various pieces of bondage gear. That is, until Luke
threatened to lock her in the cage if she touched anything else.

“As
matter of fact, why don't you just come over here and kneel down next
to me?” Luke asked, gesturing to the floor next to him.

“No
way!” Jaina replied indignantly, hands on hips.

Luke smiled. “I
need to scan your collar a lot, and if you kneel down next to me, I
won't have to keep getting up to do it,” he explained.

Jaina could sense
that he was being honest. Mostly, anyway.

“I
can get you out of it faster,” Luke added, again truthfully.

“Alright,”
Jaina replied after a moment of hesitation. Then she walked over,
and knelt down alongside him, the back of her collar less than arm's
length from him.

A few minutes
later, Luke jokingly suggested, “I've got some binders I can
put on you if you want.”

Jaina almost
answered yes to the question without thinking. For some reason she
liked the thought of binders tight around her wrists. Sure, she was
wearing the bracelets and armbands, but for some reason it wasn't the
same. “No thanks,” she replied, displaying one of the
gold bracelets. “They might scratch my bracelets,” she
added, remembering Lando's line from earlier.

“Well,
if you change your mind, let me know,” Luke answered as he
turned back to the computer.

“Okay,”
Jaina agreed cheerfully.

Lando kept busy on
his datapad, and checking his chrono, seemingly oblivious to the
conversation.

* * * * *

Meanwhile, at
the headquarters of the Maglev Security Force…

“Chief
Gosska, our surveillance holocams have captured some images we think
you should see,” a human Maglev Security Force Colonel said, as
he displayed a holograph of Jaina Solo entering a maglev car. “The
girl is wearing one of the dresses you give out, along with a slave
collar and other associated jewelry,” he added with a smile.

The Hutt stared at
the holograph, and let out a noxious belch.

The Colonel hit a
button on a remote, and the holograph on the large wall-mounted
flatscreen changed to an ultraviolet image.

Gosska stared at
the holograph a minute. The black dress was one that he gave out to
scrumptious females. Most of them had no idea what was printed on
it, however, which was the best part. He didn't even recognize this
girl, although he wouldn't mind having her chained to his
repulsorsled for a while. “So?” he demanded.

“She
was with Lando Calrissian,” the Colonel said in triumph, as he
brought the corresponding holograph up on the flatscreen.

Calrissian!
What kind of scheme is he up to?
Gosska wondered. Then he thought for a moment, and let out a booming
laugh. Probably
just taking a new dancer to that All Species Whatever place to buy
her some things,
he decided. The thought of a new dancer at his favorite club excited
him.

Gosska barked out
instructions that he would be visiting Calrissian's club tonight.
His lackeys—that's how he thought of them even though they were
fully authorized security officers—erupted in cheers. They
enjoyed Calrissian's club almost as much as he did, although not all
of them would be accompanying him.

The Colonel who
had told him about Calrissian and the dancer—Cremk was his
name—got his attention. “We can stop them for an
additional security check, and bring her to you, if you prefer, Chief
Gosska?” he asked, in obvious anticipation.

Now Chief
Gosska—he relished his official title—thought about that.
The additional security checks were nothing more than a scam to
strip unsuspecting girls out of their clothes. Once his officers
realized that they could strip virtually any woman they wanted down
and grope her under the guise of a search, he had men lining up to
become Maglev Security Officers.

Then, like any
good businessman, he dropped the officers' starting pay by twenty
percent, and still had more applicants than his staff could process.
After another twenty-percent drop things started to level off. Most
of the well-qualified applicants, those with legitimate law
enforcement experience, withdrew their names from consideration.

That left Gosska
with mostly inexperienced candidates, who he put up with to save
money, or men who just wanted to strip women down for fun, who were
exactly the kind of officers he wanted.

Of
course all the strip searches were recorded, for the woman's safety
of course. After Gosska got his copies, his officers attempted to
identify the victims—oops—subjects
of the search. In highly selective cases, Gosska had some associates
who would send the women a few holographs, then blackmail them to
keep the entire recording from being sent to their friends and
family.

The blackmail
scheme had only worked a few times, but with great results. Why,
that young lawyer paid nearly twenty-five thousand credits to keep
the recording of her orgasming during a strip search from being made
public. What made the scheme particularly bold was, if one of the
recordings actually did become public, the Galactic Alliance would
have grounds to cancel his contract.

A few weeks ago,
he would have had ordered the girl stopped. But now the Galactic
Alliance was investigating him. First, he would have to make sure
that there weren't any GA agents in the station. He also didn't want
to upset Calrissian too much—the human did run a great club.

“Leave
them for now,” Gosska instructed Colonel Cremk.

* * * * *

“Got
it!” Luke announced in triumph. “And in only
twenty-eight minutes!” he added with a huge smile on his face.

Jaina had sensed
his achievement a few seconds before he announced it. She was still
thrilled to have it confirmed by him. Lando seemed happy about it as
well. The only problem was, Jaina hadn't sensed or heard anything
from the slavegirl outfit indicating that it was unlocked. She
reached up and pulled on the collar's magnetic lock.

“It's
not coming off,” she informed them.

“Oh,
sorry,” Luke said, and pressed the enter button on the
keyboard.

Suddenly the
collar popped open in Jaina's hands. Now she was thrilled. She
switched to sitting on the floor, and took off the boots. Then she
massaged her feet in relief.

Lando looked at
his chrono again. “She can take everything else off whenever
she's ready?” he asked Luke.

“Yeah,
anytime,” Luke replied. “In fact, maybe she should go
ahead try the bra and belt, just to make sure,” he added with a
grin at Jaina.

Jaina's hand was
halfway to the magnetic coupling of the bra before she realized what
he was suggesting. “Good idea!” she said excitedly,
grasping the coupling.

Now Luke stared at
her, with a grin of superiority on his face.

Jaina gave the
coupling a gentle tug, and felt it pop apart. “Maybe next
time,” she told him with a wink as she closed the magnets back
together.

Lando let out a
dry laugh, then said one word. “Parents.” Then he
added, “Soon.”

That got Jaina
moving. She quickly tugged the boots back on, and climbed to her
feet, while trying not to show the two men too much under the lashaa
silks. Then Jaina pulled the black dress on. She really wanted to
take a few minutes to get something a little less revealing, but knew
that they didn't have the time, and she didn't have the credits.

How
am I gonna pay Lando back what I already owe him?
Jaina wondered as she picked up the slave collar off the floor. She
gazed at her reflection in the gleaming gold durasteel a few seconds,
then clicked the two ends together and transferred it to one hand.

On the way out,
Lando asked her if she still wanted him to carry the lashaa silks for
her. Embarrassed, Jaina reached under her dress, tugged them free,
and passed them to him.

The crowd at the
maglev station didn't seem quite as intimidating as before. While
they were waiting for the maglev to arrive, Jaina realized how odd
she felt without the collar. She glanced surreptitiously towards
Lando, then slipped the collar around her neck.

Jaina felt much
better when the slave collar snapped shut. Lando glanced over at
her, and she gave him a big smile in return. He looked at the
collar, but didn't comment on it. For some reason Jaina thought
about letting him put the leash on her, to show him how much she
appreciated him helping her out. After a few moments though, she
simply thanked him.

“Oh,
don't thank me,” Lando replied as the maglev train came to a
stop. “You owe me twenty-seven hundred credits. Just pay me
back,” he added as the two boarded the maglev car.

“I
will, Lando,” Jaina responded solemnly. “I just don't
know how.” Then she frowned. “Hey, didn't Luke say that
it was only twenty-two hundred?” she asked.

Lando
found them some empty space in the middle of the car. “Yes,
plus I gave him a four hundred credit tip, since he finished so
fast,” he explained as he grabbed one of the overhead handles.
“Plus maglev tickets for two, air taxi ride, and so on. Oh,
and at the first station a couple of security officers thought you
looked suspicious,
and I had to bribe them to keep them from taking you into a back room
for a thorough
search.”

“What?
How did I look suspicious?” Jaina asked as she reached up and
grabbed her own handle, pulling her dress dangerously high. With her
other hand she held the hem down as best she could.

Lando snorted. “You
didn't. You looked like a slut, and they wanted to have some fun
with you,” he explained with a laugh.

Jaina thought about
that for several seconds. “That's not right!” she
complained.

“Yeah,
well, if you want, then tomorrow you can go do something about it,”
Lando replied indifferently. “But for now we got to get
you—well, that slavegirl outfit—back to your parents'
apartment before they get there.”

* * * * *

Minutes
before they reached their stop, Lando got a call from Han. The
Falcon
had landed. Lando looked at his chrono. Then, in an effort to stall
Han and Leia, he offered to buy them dinner.

For some reason,
though, Jaina's parents seemed eager to get home. When she heard
them whispering over the comlink, and her mom giggling, Jaina
realized why.

They wanted to play
dress-up.

“EEWWWW!”
she muttered in disgust.

Fortunately, the
general noise of the maglev kept her voice from carrying over the
comlink. Then Lando muted it, and asked her if she had any ideas.

“Well,
I could use my rank to have them arrested,” Jaina suggested
jokingly. The idea that her, or Jacen for that matter, would take
out an arrest warrant on their parents was ridiculous.

Lando seemed to be
taking her seriously for a moment. “Nah, it'd never work.
They'd probably take out half the security force before you could
cancel it.”

“I
was joking,” Jaina replied in mock annoyance. Then she
remembered the muted comlink in his hand. “My parents,”
she reminded him.

It still didn't work.
Her dad said he had to finish securing the ship, and ended the call.

Lando looked at his
chrono again. “Should have about twenty minutes,” he
told her with a tight smile.

Suddenly, Jaina had the
urge to tell Lando where she had found the outfit. She leaned in
close to him, and explained that she had found the open box in the
corner of the closest, with the bra sticking out. Even though he
looked confused, Lando listened carefully. Jaina hoped that it was
just her being paranoid, but it felt like an urging from the Force.

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